<h4>Chapter 889: Your Waist is as Thick as a Log</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Huo Chen apanied her for the treatments as he made preparations for their wedding. When thest treatment session was over, after which she would continue with physiotherapy, the wedding was finally here.


    Wen He rejected Huo Chen’s idea of having their wedding on an ind and instead opted for a six star hotel managed by Thunderbolt Corp.


    Since she did not have a family, Lu Zhaoyang invited Wen He to stay with her instead.


    By then, Lu Zhaoyang was close tobour and was expected to give birth in the next few days.


    Huo Yunting advised his wife to rest in bed, but she did not want to miss out on the wonderful event. Besides, she was feeling fine.


    She even considered performing the duties of the bride’s father by entrusting Wen He to Huo Chen herself on the wedding day.


    After all, she yed a big role in bringing Huo Chen and Wen He together, right?


    What would it be like, having a pregnant woman apany the bride down the red aisle?


    It was too dreamy and beautiful to imagine.


    Huo Yunting was adamantly against it. Even Huo Chen and Wen He rejected the idea.


    Against all the voices of objection, Lu Zhaoyang reluctantly gave up on the idea.


    On the day before the wedding, Lu Zhaoyang tried to convince Wen He to organize a bachelorette party. Yan Se was pumped up for it too.


    Wen He was not ready for that. She eyed Lu Zhaoyang’s baby bump and said, “Mrs Huo, why don’t you y it safe? The baby’sing out soon.”


    Lu Zhaoyang retorted readily, “You’re one step away from stepping into the grave of love. I’m only trying to help you.”


    “...”


    Lu Zhaoyang was bored to death. Her eyes wandered to Yan Se, who was sucking on a lollipop. That made her smile.


    “What about you and Bai? When are you getting hitched?” Suddenly, something struck her mind. “Oh, there’s also Yazhi and Huo Li. I always thought that both of you would get married first.”


    Yan Se sucked greedily on her lollipop and looked at her. “I see that you’ve been a very efficient matchmaker.”


    <i>Err...</i>


    Lu Zhaoyang coughed.


    She got the blissful life that she wanted. Perhaps she wanted the people around her to be the same.


    After a while, Yan Se could not stand any more of Lu Zhaoyang’s constant nagging and left.


    Lu Zhaoyang pursed her lips pitifully and prepared to take her leave as well, but Wen He stopped her.


    She took out a photo from her pocket and passed it to her.


    Lu Zhaoyang looked at the photo and saw herself in it. That took her by surprise. “Are you a secret admirer?”


    “...”


    Wen He rolled her eyes gracefully and said, “Huo Chen asked me to return this to you.”


    He was going to do it himself, but he was too busy to find the time. Hence, he asked for Wen He’s help.


    Lu Zhaoyang studied the photo and found that it was taken during her university days.


    So many years had passed, but the photo had aged well. Only the edges were a little wrinkled. Someone had taken good care of it.


    Lu Zhaoyang smiled remiscently.


    Strip...


    She tore the photo into pieces and calmly tossed them into the bin.


    Lu Zhaoyang noticed Wen He’s surprise and went to give her a gentle hug.


    “You have my blessings.”


    Wen He hugged back tightly.


    Unfortunately, a certain someone was too big in the waist for Wen He’s arms to reach around.


    She said jokingly, “Mrs Huo, your waist is as thick as a log.”